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Ember couldn't resist the proud grin when Solaire complimented her claws and how efficient they were at cutting bandages out of gauze. She liked feeling helpful to her family and being recognized for the effort, so she was glad to lend a paw to her brother whenever he needed her. "Heh, well, any time you need a professional set of cutters, you can come find me. I don't mind playing hero to my bigger brother from time to time," she remarked with a lopsided grin, very reminiscent of Artorias'. His remark about the plants liking when he sang to them earned him an amused snicker from his sister. Yeeeeah, Sol was a weird one, but he was her brother, so she guessed she kinda loved him and found him endearing or something. While Sol continued to tell her what he had been up to in his free time, Em reached the end of the bolt of cloth, cutting the final bandages out and stacking them off to the side for him to finish up. That was when Ember noticed something amiss about her brother.

While he was talking, Em took note of how he would stop every now and then and begin to rub at his eyes, almost like he was trying to get something out of them. But when he kept doing it again and again, Ember knew this was something more than just a bit of dust in his eye. She watched him with furrowed brows, giving him the courtesy of remaining silent while he spoke, but as soon as he was done, Ember interjected right away. "Something up with your eyes, Sol? You're rubbing at them an awful lot." Uh oh... did she need to go get Aunt Gwyn?

"Ember Carpathius" | "Carpathian"